Fantasy: First Day Of Wedding, Reward Supreme Bone

The human world of Kyushu turned into a purgatory.

There is a Great Demon roaming the world, wreaking havoc without restraint.

The screams and wails intertwined together to form a mournful song that shook the world.

"There are many outstanding people in my Human Race, why no one comes to save me!"

"Kneel down and beg the ancient sages to take action to save my Human Race from danger!"

An old man was yelling, praying and praying to heaven.

Human Race Ancestral Temple, the small hill was shaking for some reason, the ancestral temple was shaking, and blood flowed out from the ancestral temple, dyeing the mountain top red, which was shocking.

Corpses littered the fields. Scenes like this were everywhere. Qin Yun's mood became more determined as he moved forward.

Human Race is in danger, and no one is taking action.

A high-ranking Holy Lord and Ancient Emperor looked on with cold eyes.

But there is only one old beggar.

A generation of sages who were extremely stubborn and selfish to the extreme. For the sake of cultivation, they had hidden themselves from the mortal world for thousands of years and endured to the extreme. But now they stood up and took a step forward, which touched Qin Yun.

He is an old beggar and lives in obscurity, but he is worthy of the title of saint.

If this is true for a saint, let alone Qin Yun?

In terms of relationship with mortals, Qin Yun will definitely not be less than this Gou Sage, no matter in his past life or this life.

Although the mortals here are not the world in their previous lives, is there really any difference?

That kind of simplicity and human touch is the same everywhere.

After all, he has only been a monk for a few months. After coming to this world for more than ten years, he has also been a mortal.

I can feel even more the feeling of despair and powerlessness.

People are all selfish, and Qin Yun thinks that he is also the same. He is just a little monk, and he doesn't have a big heart and great love.

Sheltering the Human Race is indeed of no benefit to him, and will even break his peaceful life and expose him to danger again. However, there are some things in this world that need to be done even if there is no benefit.

After all, as a human being, you cannot forget your roots.

For a mortal, after all, that is his two and forty years of life.

Stepping on his feet, Qin Yun's eyes became unparalleled, confident and firm, and he moved forward, rushing towards the distant sky where the magic light shone brightest.

........

"Wow."

The old man who chopped firewood took action, also heading towards Demon Race's Soul Gathering Formation.

There are too many Demon Race monks and it is impossible to kill them all, and that is not the source of sin.

Once the Soul Gathering Formation is Great Accomplished, it will absorb the soul of life on this land. By then, the casualties will be counted in the hundreds of millions. If the formation can be destroyed, immeasurable damage will be restored.

"boom!"

The old man's figure appeared in the distant sky, and the ax in his hand rose upon hearing the wind, and instantly turned into a sky-opening axe.

The old man chopping firewood said nothing, but he chopped down the wood with all his might.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound attracted the attention of top experts from all sides.

Immediately, several Demon Race ancient saints rushed out and fought with the old man.

"Sons of bitches, most of you were still humans before you turned into demons!"

The old man roared at the top of his lungs, facing many ancient saints alone without any fear.

However, as a Taoist saint, he has spent too much of his hard work and methods hidden in secret. It is difficult for him to show his true potential through such fighting.

Several ancient saints quickly suppressed him.

But at the same time, this war also surprised many people.

How could the world of Jiuzhou, a world of mortals, suddenly show up with a supreme master? Moreover, he was also a veteran saint?

"Come and see this bloody land of Kyushu, this is the ancestral land of the Human Race, the origin of the Human Race!"

"You are not called a saint, let alone call yourself Human Race!"

The old man chopping firewood, his eyes about to burst, spoke sharply, the universe roared, the heaven and earth rumbled, and the sound spread to all areas.

The old man's words were directed at the ancient sages of the Human Race.

In fact, it is not just the Demon Race who participated in the bloodbath this time, but also the Monster Race. There are also several figures from the ancient holy realm. The flesh and blood of the Human Race has unimaginable benefits for them.

In addition, some Human Race saints participated in it.

Life is the greatest miracle in this world. Although mortals are just ants, their bodies contain the seeds of the miracle of the universe.

An ancient sage from the Human Race, whose lifespan is at the end of his life, does not hesitate to connect with the Demon Race and Monster Race to obtain some mortal blood to extend their lifespan.

"Human Race has never meant mortals. They are just a group of despicable ants. They are not worthy of being with us."

In the distant sky, there was such a voice, cold and ruthless, coming slowly, with a sense of vicissitudes of time, in response to the old beggar's words.

"It's not easy for you to practice, but you stand out for a mere mortal. You are really stupid."

Another voice came from a large void.

"Behead him, want to win people's hearts, and stand up for mortals, then make him pay the price!"

At the same time as the cold and ruthless voice came out, in the void, a big purple palm suddenly came down.

At the same time, Yugu's figure walked out of every corner of the starry sky.

There are Monster Race saints, there are Demon Race ancient saints, and there are Human Race saints.

These people are like gods standing in the dark universe, cold and ruthless, and shadowy. There are more than twenty of them, representing the top orthodoxy from all sides, here to wash the world with blood and get a share of the pie.

"Sad."

The old man roared, his eyes full of sadness, his anger burning, and the endless holy power erupted, leaving an eternal brilliance in the dark depths of the universe.

"boom!"

The big hand covered the sky, so unstoppable that infinite murderous intent burst out, hitting the sky where the old man was.

The void was suddenly penetrated and riddled with holes.

"Bo!"

However, as a crisp voice sounded, all the power was gone, and the fierce power in the sky disappeared in an instant.

In that ruined void, a line of white clothes stood quietly.

He has a majestic body, black hair flowing back, handsome and as ethereal as a god.

He came step by step, and the mountains, rivers and earth receded under his feet, thousands of miles away in an instant.

The world was quiet, only the footsteps were making a sound, like the rhythm of a Great Dao.

He moved forward step by step, firm and confident, with an invincible look, a charming figure, and eyes as deep as the ocean, dispelling all the fierceness in the world and suppressing all the ferocity in the world.

And this moment.

Everyone was stunned.

Whether it was Demon Race, Monster Race or Human Race, there was a hint of astonishment on the faces of the saints.

saint!

This is another saint!

And judging from his aura, the aura of this saint is extremely powerful. It is an invisible manifestation of the Great Dao's potential, giving people a great sense of oppression.

It was like a magic mountain descending. The moment he appeared, everyone felt a sense of heart palpitations.

"Boy, you!!"

After Qin Yun's figure gradually became clearer, the old man chopping firewood also froze on the spot.

He was almost petrified, with his mouth wide open and his pupils filled with horror.

"Since you don't pretend anymore, then I won't pretend either."

Qin Yun's calm voice sounded, with a harmless smile on his lips, so gentle and indifferent.

"Well, actually I am also a saint."